Where Fort Art Thou Elusive Accent Furniture?

It occurs to me that this might be the problem with my life (as, of course, there is only one):

I do not have a bedside table. I have, in fact, lacked for a bedside table for years. Actually, come to think of it, it is possible that I have never had a bedside table.

Have always been relegated to lazily schlepping across the room in the mornings to turn off my alarm, grabbing blindly at my cell phone left *somewhere*, but where? in my room, absent-mindedly rubbing the crease that sleeping on my book from the night before has left on my face, the inherent inability of my bedroom floor to remain pristine and unlittered by some household item for more than a 3 hour period of time...

Yes, there is so much explained by my lack of a bedside table. Don't even get me started on the fact of my desk-less childhood, or my armoire-less adolescence....

Are we ever going to write again?

So I've noticed that no one has written anything for quite some time and I thought I'd start a thread to see if we can get this going again. I love reading your posts & have been quite sad to see the lack of activity over the last month and I'm worried that I killed the board (no pun intended) with my last post.

I'm actually going to blatantly steal a topic a read on another blog; the question is: What do you keep on your bedside table? I liked this question for a few reasons. It's really quite revealing -- there's something so personal and intimate about what lives on your bedside table. I also like that the answer tells the smaller details about us that aren't something the whole world sees straight away.

So to answer the question, here's what's on mine: a pile of books -- current titles are: The Historian; Good in Bed; The City of Falling Angels (by John Berendt, the author of Midnight in the Garden of Good & Evil); The Virgin's Lover; Something Borrowed; and The King in the Window (by Adam Gopnik, who wrote Paris to the Moon); a vase with fresh flowers in it; a scented candle; this month's Lucky magazine and my DVR remote control.

Yours?